Soon the two set off together.

…

One of the territories in the Eastern Wasteland is in a deep mountain and old forest that no one cares about.

A black-faced woodcutter wearing linen clothes and straw sandals wielded a pitch-black axe, chopping down a big tree in front of him with each axe.

"Pour it down!"

The black-faced woodcutter smiled, and when he hit the ax hard, the big tree in front of him fell down.

He smiled and was about to cut down another tree, but suddenly his expression changed and he raised his head and looked towards the depths of the forest.

"I know, I know."

The black-faced woodcutter said impatiently, "Isn't it just some White Heart Divine Fruit? You are already at the top level of the Eastern Wasteland, and those things are useless to you, so why do you need me to make a special trip?

Woolen cloth?"

"well!"

The black-faced woodcutter looked obviously reluctant, and the ax in his hand was carried on his shoulder.

"To be honest, I really don't want to go to Cangyun Realm and fight with those venerables. It would be too much of a bully for them. It's no fun at all." The black-faced woodcutter sighed.

Although he was very reluctant, he still went down the mountain.
Chapter completed!